Zombie Strippers (R)

During George W. Bushs fourth term as president, the administrations desire for crises and predisposition toward fuck-ups leads to the creation of a zombie virus that the government hopes will help replenish troops for its various overseas conflicts. Infected women become super-strong and maintain their intelligence, but the men remain your typical, shambling, mindless undead. So when the virus leaks into a strip club, the place becomes the most popular illegal joint in town. All too often with horror/cult movies, a catchy title masks a low budget and an even lower level of talent, but director Jay Lee (The Slaughter) delivers absolutely everything you could possibly hope for in a film called Zombie Strippers, with a consistently hilarious, brutal, and titillating mash-up of Return of the Living Dead and Showgirls that actually beats out Mark Pirros Nudist Colony of the Dead for the unofficial title of best naked zombie movie ever. He even manages some George Romerostyle social commentary, with zombie-dom as a metaphor for plastic surgerythat star Jenna Jamesons plasticized, pre-zombie face is actually scarier than the final monstrous version only proves the point. Easily the best movie of the year so far. Really.